Word: idiot
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...bottle of rum was produced to fuel four divers who would splash into the cold pool behind Mamie's number. Director Dwight Hemion insisted that Comic Tom Poston carry three spare sets of dice for his crapshooting sketch with Costello. Mamie asked for an "idiot card" to cue her at the pool, and, added Executive Producer Jules Green, "make sure that the water is deep enough where she's supposed to dive...
...Delphi he finds a creature like himself-a being cursed by the old gods as he has been cursed by the new. She is an aged Pythian priestess who lives on a mountainside with only goats and her idiot son for company. The Wanderer asks the priestess for guidance, and her narrative is the main part of the book. Like most allegories, the story suffers from the sometimes near-ludicrous clash of the concrete and the symbolic. It is a measure of Novelist Lagerkvist's great narrative powers that he manages to keep his story alive in the strange...
...temple goat, sacred symbol of the god himself, ravished her during one of her ecstasies. Pregnant, she was stoned out of the temple, to bear her child on a mountainside, midwifed only by sympathetic goats. The years did not answer her agonizing question: How was her gentle idiot son begotten-by the one-armed soldier or in that capric caprice...
...decision left Italy as baffled as ever about "Italy's Gandhi." Many Christian Democrats flatly consider him a Communist or, at best, a "useful idiot" for Communist causes. Leftist (but nonCommunist) Novelist Alberto Moravia insists: "Dolci protests, yes. But he is not a Communist." Dolci himself was more lofty. "Reality is very complex," he said. "To understand it, men have tried Christianity, liberalism, Gandhiism, socialism. There is some truth in all solutions. We are all mendicants of truth...
Person to Person: Professionally mute Harpo Marx talked so freely before air time that Host Ed Murrow playfully opened the show with: "I hope it's not your intention to monopolize the conversation this evening." It was not. On the air, Harpo ogled the camera with idiot grins and adroit grimaces, whistled replies between his fingers, blew smoke bubbles at Murrow and sadly plucked at his harp. But, in the lifelong tradition of "inviolable mutism." he was noisily silent. Tumbling over the furniture in his Palm Springs home, fright-wigged Harpo was as much a problem to chatty...